I am of Irish descent. There are Malloys, Kellys, Logsdons, Barretts, etc in my family tree. My Irish people settled in the mountains of western Maryland in a small town called Mt. Savage. But the fondest memories of this day in my past was how it was celebrated each year in our Catholic school in Baltimore. We were allowed to "green up" our boring everyday uniforms. There was only half a day of classes, then a big lunch, a play or stage performance then a bazaar that went on the whole rest of the day. I have so many fond memories of the fun and shenanigans that day held. It was the one day out of the year that the nuns let us get a little crazy. After 12 years of that education, I graduated, went to college, got married, raised a family and hardly every celebrated St. Pat's day with that much frivolity again. There were a few corned beef and cabbage dinners with an occasional green beer (I understand McDonalds is serving green milkshakes today!) but those St. Pat's days of my youth were the best ever. I hope you enjoy your day and manage to remember the great saint, and whether you're Irish or not, may his blessings and good luck fall softly on you today!
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